nanovivid

Well, I think I’ve got everything happily in place on the new server. Dreamhost is a nice place to be.

Bryan and I will be heading to Virginia to celebrate the New Year, and we want to hang out with as many people as possible. So if I haven’t talked to you yet, call me. :-)

Oh, and as Bryan mentioned, this will be a computer-free trip, so don’t expect any updates this weekend. In other words, things will be normal. I so lose at blogging.

Yes, I do believe I can survive a weekend without my PowerBook. At least, I hope so. Withdrawal can be a bitch though. I’ll try to make it somehow…

♫ Howie Day - Ghost

• 5ives: Merlin’s Lists of Five Things
  Ranging from hilarious to WTF, Merlin likes to make lists

• totem2
  Amazing graffiti art

Bryan’s friend who has hosted him for years now is going to be getting rid of his server. As a result, we’re switching to Dreamhost. I’m going to be activating the transfer tonight, so there’s a good chance my site will be down for a significant portion of the day tomorrow.

After work tomorrow I’ll be working to get things back up and running. In the meantime, feel free to browse my del.icio.us bookmarks. More on the coolness that is del.icio.us soon.

♫ Alphawezen - Permutation3

• Where Users Click
  Tracking user navigation methods by logging where users click on web pages (with links to other studies)
• Business cards by graphic designers
  Some very cool stuff here
• How To Write Efficient CSS
  [this is good]
• Dark Passage
  Fantastic (and sometimes creepy) photos of modern ruins
• Interactive CSS Box Model Demo
  I knew this, but it’s nice to see it so clearly explained
• Ten Mistakes Writers Don’t See
  

• Why don’t we do it in the road?
  New ideas for traffic calming
• The Oh-My-God Particle
  Wile E. Coyote’s worst nightmare
• Ikeaphobia and its discontents
  I like IKEA too

Santa Santa Santa Santa… it’s Christmas, Badger Badger style.

Sorry for being a memesheep, but this one is worth it.

♫ Cloud2Ground - Raindown (Raw Piano Dub)

Tonight I spent about an hour and a half digging my car out of its snowy prison. Using a garden shovel. I totally redefined fun.

fun n : activities causing cold in the extremities and all-over muscle exhaustion; “clearing the snow from the car sure was fun!”

I had to use the garden shovel because there are apparently no snow shovels left to buy in all of Cleveland. I should know. I went to five different stores and none of them had a single snow shovel.

As I was nearing the end of the shoveling, someone from the apartments across the street was kind enough to offer their help when they drove by and saw me shoveling. By the time they found a snow shovel and came out, I was mostly done, though they did help some. That was very nice.

It’s time for me to go to bed now though, since I’m somewhat trembling from all the shoveling. My back is going to be angry with me tomorrow. God, I sound like an old man.

At least I won’t have to do this with a garden spade again, since Bryan ordered me a snow shovel from Amazon. In the future, I will be properly equipped to fight the snow.

♫ David Hasselhoff - O Holy Night (Bryan is listening to things at the iTunes Music Store. You too can listen to this wonderful piece of holiday wonderment. Be forewarned though... it will probably make the Baby Jesus cry. And you as well.)

It seems that my hope of not causing a wintery apocalypse was premature. This morning when I went out to my car, I found the driver’s side covered by a nearly impenetrable wall of slush. I know it’s impenetrable (or at least damn hard to move) because I climbed in through the passenger side and attempted to open the driver side from the inside. Though I pushed with all my strength, I suppose I haven’t been spending enough time at the gym, because it didn’t budge. At all.

Defeated, I went back inside and took Bryan’s car to work instead. After work, I’m going to buy a shovel so I can get my car out before the Nearly Impenetrable Wall of Slush becomes the Icy Barricade of Total Devestation.

In conclusion:

Dear Weather Gods,

I also think sunshine and 70 degree days are pretty.

Love, adam

♫ Justus Köhncke feat. Meloboy - Frei/Hot Love

Today at church, the choir sang a very strange song. It’s called The Cherry Tree Carol, and is supposedly a traditional English carol. Here are the words:

Joseph was an old man, And an old man was he, When he married Mary In the land of Galilee.

And as they were walking Through an orchard so good, Where were cherries and berries As red as any blood.

O then bespoke Mary, With words both meek and mild, ‘Pluck me one cherry, Joseph; For that I am with child.’

‘Go to the tree then, Mary, And it shall bow to thee; And you shall gather cherries By one, by two, by three.

Then bowed down the highest tree Unto our Lady’s hand, ‘See,’ Mary cried, ’see, Joseph, ‘I have cherries at command.’

Then Mary plucked a cherry, As red as any blood, Then Mary went she homewards All with her heavy load.

I get the uncomfortable feeling that there is some sort of weird sexual innuendo going on here. Or do I just have a dirty mind? What is the point of this song? Discuss.

♫ Sigue Sigue Sputnik - Love Missile F1-11 [kill.rmx]